So, Spread your wings and fly now, baby Spread your wings and fly fly fly It's only Your lonely Living your life For someone else Spread your wings
sounds a bit vain, but you see, only I thought of Cellophane. Some thought there much too fragile, you must be insane, to think that you could lead the people on your wings
When the fate leaves you behind and drags me of to an unknown destination Shall my tears shape a sea on which your boat has to reach the area When the
my opinion seeing is to know The things we hold Are always first to go And who's to say We won't end up alone [CHORUS] On broken wings I'm falling
The sweet and somber pigeon wings, cant we all recall when MaMa and PaPa, were the sweet tooth Christmas Ball. A Picturesque holiday family. Of course
bag of stick and stone But you along this dusty road Have come my love to take me home. So I give to you my everything You've given me these loving wings
as walls and celings collapse over us. Feel the chill throughout our breaths as thunder awakens in our chest. These wings we ride failed us. These wings
breathe this dream So close your eyes, but don't dream too deep And please pass me some memories And when I fall you're underneath 1000 broken hearts, carried by 1000 broken wings
As the sun sets on battlefields I hope you can save me I hope you can save our wounded hearts And distance (creation) makes my heart (eternity) grow
, them your love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul, my love Rip out the wings of a butterfly For your soul (Rip out the wings of a butterfly
you know that it's there guiding the steps of your soul holding the truth in the cross that you bear die with a heart that is bold fly on the wings
he is the angel with the scabbed wings hard-drug face, want to powder his nose he will deflower the freshest crop dry up all the wombs with his rock and
you down When your spirit's on the ground Just remember I will always be around Just climb on the wings of my love I'll take you high on the wings of
There will be no beauty The secrets of the unborn An angel's cries with it's shattered wings The holy blood is spilled I fell from grace, I fell into
die My plastic wings Images of perfection might purify Long way down Long way down Long way down Long way down Take me high... Strap on the wings
One last thing I beg you please just before you go I've watched you fly on paper wings halfway around the world Until they burned up in the atmosphere
At night she spreads her wings She dreams of bigger things She floats above the town She sings without a sound She can be anywhere at all She can be anyone
On all those days Will you come with me And we'll be ourselves, And we'll walk into the light And you can colour yourself In golden wings You're never
